fully tanka
new moon out tonight
the jet stream rasps the planet
meteors shower
how many bright fireballs
until we’re fully human
What I’m Reading:
If I were a man right now I’d be getting out of the draft
but I think I’d want to be a poet too
Which simply means alive, awake and digging everything
Even that which makes me sick and want to die
— Anne Waldman / “How to Wite”
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